It was characterized also by the great Protestant outbreak against the despotic pretensions of the Church, which once, in its antagonism to the rival temporal power, had befriended the liberties of the people, but now (especially since the death of Boniface VIII.) sought to enthrall them with a tyranny far worse than that of irresponsible king or emperor.

Not too much learning, as some arrogate, But the small brains of dullards have sufficed To make us wretched and the world enthrall.

"You Enthrall Powers which the wide Fortunes doon Of Empyre-crown'd seaven-Mountaine-seated Rome, Full blowne Inspire me with Machlaean rage That I may bellow out Romes Prentisage; As when the Menades do fill their Drums And crooked hornes with Mimalonean hummes And Evion do Ingeminate around, Which reparable Eccho doth resound.

A busy good-smelling steam arises from all her dishes at once, and the light in the middle of the table is of a redness that enthralls the human soul.

There comes a time, naturally and inevitably, in the life of every youth when the romance no longer enthralls him.

Oh! CHANTECLER As soon as the beauteous eye which enthralls me THE PHEASANT-HEN [Pausing.]

And the roadside rose, sweet-briar, we would remember thee And the cinnamon rose that evermore enthralls each passing bee, You old, old-fashioned roses, a-growing wild and free.

Like yonder glow, so sweet and tender, That o'er the snow at sunset falls, And by its spell the soul enthralls.

Why should I ask? 'Tis a fruitless task; Enough that its splendor falls On me to-night in my loggia bright, Till the scene my soul enthralls; 'Tis a long time yet, ere the moon will set Behind those glittering walls.

Each morn I greet thee with delight, When, soul-refreshed, I bring to thee The benediction of the night; Encompassed by thy sheltering walls, 'Mid books whose interest enthralls, Life's shadow from my spirit falls.

'Tis true, I've more cunning than all your dull tribe, Magister and doctor, priest, parson, and scribe; Scruple or doubt comes not to enthrall me, Neither can devil nor hell now appal me Hence also my heart must all pleasure forego!

Though folly's microcosm, man, it seems, Himself to be a perfect whole esteems: Part of the part am I, which at the first was all, A part of darkness, which gave birth to light Proud light, who now his mother would enthrall, Contesting space and ancient rank with night.

Slight the fetters that enthrall thee; Fling the shell of sleep aside!

We know not how he touches and enthralls us; as if he had wrought with the simplicity of Nature, we see no effort; and we yield as to a living influence, sure, yet inscrutable.

Maybe some of them had brown ones; but I only remember a maze of golden hair, and pink and blue sashes, and rosy cheeks, and ardent little boys, and the sureness of those little girlstheir absolute faith in their power to enthrall, and in the perfection of their curls and sa

They sang of banquets in gorgeous halls, Of raiment tinct with saffron dyes; Of ivory towers and crystal walls And beauty in many a wondrous guise, And all that fascinates and enthralls The saint and the sinner, the fool and the wise.

He thought of Remedios as a piece of green fruitsound, free of cut or stain, and with all the color of maturity, but lacking the taste that satisfies and the perfume that enthralls.

In one word, the real oppresses and enthralls; the ideal liberates, and brings us to ourselves.

The murderer's feet the snare enthralls Or soon or late, to earth he falls!

I fear not rapids, waterfall, Or whirlpool leading down to death, If love but my tired heart enthrall,

the hoary Elbrus, Warning did exclaim "To enslave thee and enthrall thee Is man's evil aim!

Her eyes are of jade, and so fine is the powdered sand she sifts from her tapering fingers it turns the air to an amber haze; so potent its magic spell, it fascinates and enthralls, while it repels.

The morning-bugles lonely play, Lonely the evening-bugle calls Unanswered voices in the wild; The settled hush of birds in nest Becharms, and all the wood enthralls: Memory's self is so beguiled That Mosby seems a satyr's child.

Who would not shun proud Fashion's hall, Escape her cold and torturings ways, To calmly rest where dew-drops fall; Perfumes that mind and soul enthrall, Beneath fair Luna's rays.

I should find Which could enthrall me, were my own heart touched.